log 013, actionspam if you want

[thestarspangledman]

[Steve is pacing the hallways today, looking rather -- tired, to say the least. He sounds it, too, though mostly it's an overabundance of worry.]

--Hello to any new people I might have missed arriving, and, uh, welcome to the Barge. The best advice I can give you is be prepared for anything. --Which, yeah, does sound a bit cheesy, but it's true. Anyhow, I'm Captain Steve Rogers, and it's nice to have you all on board. If you ever want to say hello, I'm generally around the gym.



[And now, to business]

[Private to the Admiral:]

I'd like to request Sergeant Blake's return to life, please, sir.

[Private to Charles:]

Seems like Tony's been drinking a lot lately. ...More than usual, I mean. Tell me I'm not just worrying needlessly, huh? [Sorry, Charles, but he doesn't have Eddie to hover over right now and all that worry has to go somewhere.]


((OOC: Feel free to run into Steve while he's wandering. He'll be returning to the infirmary eventually, just to play guard dog, but, uh, yeah.))

Comments

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[deadliestviper]

Last breach kicked your ass too, huh?

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[thestarspangledman]

On, no, the breach was -- well, a little painful, yeah, but I heal up pretty quick when I'm ...uh, normal.

Just been dealing with a lot, lately.

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[deadliestviper]

Ah, say no more. I'd be the worst person to talk about it with in any case.

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[thestarspangledman]

...I'll say no more, then, but what else should we talk about?

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[deadliestviper]

[a shrug] Any idea where we're next landing?